lyrics: they don’t care about my face sus mumbai i’m on his test ǍÛĠĦ ÄŪĠH ÅÛĞH like i’m sucking the sky cause i’m shit waffle it it always one two one (haha) hey i love little girls they make me fricking better mama (tell the shed) love my freaky mama dead in the shed (danny has an aneurysm and dies, presumably knocking over the microphone in the process)